Luyện nghe bài hát Tell Me Who Profits

I can give a damn about you and your
Everybody's
Ain't nobody true to
The things they say, say
Man, I
And I got a plan for

But you the finger
And I bring a attitude me
brothas that I know be acting shifty
Let me be me and let you, be you
But why about me
If it's not me that talkin' to

make it clear
You do not know, me
So how ya livin', how ya feel, bro G
To me that's phony, asking if my dropping
The kids when
They start to get lips popped, and

They say I 'em
But I seen 'em in four years
You always had my number so step with poor tears
And what about, plus is my man, you need to it
Screw the of rumors
you nerds never profit

Tell me who
You got
'Cause you like to
me who profits?
You got
'Cause you like to

In school I never used to raise my in class
I knew the teachers hand
A passing to me
In the back,
they wasn't kickin' facts
In facts I learned nuttin'

I can with the school system
They take facts and 'em
Into knots, right up the
A to get a 40
Around the corner get
Perhaps these is to keep us tapped

Saps, can buy
With flat-tipped caps
In the locker with no hassle
And sell cracks in sacks
To class-foes and
'Cause the mass goes with the

My friend, the niggas makin' ends is illegal
That's the way get [Incomprehensible]

That's the way to go, I'm out to get

Dough? The education, to get you
Than murder and drugs thugs
You're better off a nerd
absurd
Life don't mean nuthin' phat pockets
That's the only way to get paid, you me who profits

me who profits?
I'll Gs
But get shot, kid
(Dick)
Tell me who
have Gs
But get shot, kid
(Dick)

Huh
Ya gotta
Why niggas plunder,
Have ya a sunder
I'ma build
And fill a glass pipe full of
And black mens pockets be a little

Let's whittle the way to the now
Ya a glock, mackin' the block, fight with the cops
Well, who ya takin' the risk
A kingpin' swingin' with the
'em up and givin' 'em papers
For in the states

Have ya dodgin' and caps
He's with George and
Digging golf out of sand traps
never seen Frisco or Oakland
He got a glimpse of New
When he went to see the

He's seventy-six, senile
If we live 2-4 were due
For a in the penile
So see now, we polish our
But there's no boats or fields
in the ghetto, yo

Tell me who
DC got
And we got spit
Tell me who
DC got
And we got spit, yo

me who profits?
DC got
And we ain't got
me who profits?
DC got
And we ain't got